So I am not a writer. I tend to write in a stream of consciousness, erase and start again. Last year the slice of life writing challenge intrigued me. This year I am jumping in. I have just spent the last two days driving to and from Bloomington thinking about what I could contribute to this challenge. The more I thought, the more I realize that it was not about my contribution, but about myself. Challenging myself, putting snippets of my life out there, willingly embracing the limb that I am climbing out on and trying something new. This is my something new. I plan to share pieces of my life, both past and present. I plan to share my hopes and dreams. I plan to share things that make me laugh, and things that make me cry. But most of all, I plan to open myself to all that writing has to offer and see what truths I can uncover.